“Min Ha….”
Ji Hoon, who had hurriedly entered Ha Joon’s bedroom, stopped in his tracks.

Because he had discovered Su Ah, who had fallen asleep lying next to the sleeping Ha Joon.

“Did I not need to come?”
Ji Hoon let out a small laugh, covered Su Ah’s shoulder with a thin blanket, and carefully left the bedroom.

“Whoever wakes up first in the morning will be a little surprised.”
Hoping that the one who would be more surprised would be Min Ha Joon.

With a mischievous expression, Ji Hoon left the house.

The morning sunlight pouring in from the window caused Ha Joon, who was immersed in sleep, to open his eyelids.

A familiar sight came into view through his narrow field of vision.

As Ha Joon, who had been staring blankly at the ceiling, tried to recollect his memories.

“It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s okay.”
Su Ah’s voice, telling him it was okay while holding him in her arms.

Su Ah’s touch, gently stroking his hair.

Judging by the fact that he didn’t remember anything afterwards, it seemed like he had fallen asleep in Su Ah’s arms.

…?

As he tried to get up from the bed, the edge of the blanket felt heavy.

At the end of his lowered gaze, Su Ah’s sleeping face came into view.

Why is she here…?

There was no way he could know why she was sleeping here since he fell asleep during the treatment.

Intending to ask Ji Hoon, Ha Joon carefully went out to the living room and picked up his phone.

“Did you not come yesterday?”
The fact that Su Ah, who had said she would stay until Ji Hoon arrived, had not left meant he hadn’t come.

Ha Joon asked in a pointed tone.

[Not that I didn’t. I’m not that kind of person.] “Then why is Su Ah sleeping here?”
[When I got there, Su Ah was already asleep. She was sleeping so soundly that I didn’t want to wake her, so I just left.] “Still… Okay, I got it.”

He swallowed the words he was about to say, questioning why he hadn’t moved her to the guest room.

Because to do so, he would have had to carry Su Ah, which was out of the question.

As he was about to hang up the phone, Ji Hoon’s voice came through.

[One thing is for sure from this incident.] “What is?”
[It’s about Su Ah.] At the mention of the name from the other end, all of Ha Joon’s nerves focused.

[Su Ah is your only weakness.] “…..”
In the ensuing silence, he had a fleeting impression of Ji Hoon’s smile.

Ji Hoon continued his speech.

[With this incident, I definitely learned that Su Ah is a panacea for the stubborn Min Ha Joon.] “Stop making unnecessary comments about Su Ah. Including this incident. Why did you make such a request and put people in a difficult situation?”
[What’s so difficult for you? Shouldn’t you be thanking me? Thanks to me, you spent the night with Su Ah.] Ha. Why would I discuss this with you?

“Stop talking nonsense and hang up. I need to get ready for work.”
[Hey, hold on. The director called and said to be careful not to inflame it. Especially, be careful not to let it get wet.] “Okay.”
With a curt word, he hung up the phone.

Ha Joon placed his cell phone on the table and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

“Um…..”
With a slight moan, Su Ah’s body stirred.

“Ouch. Ouch. My back.”
Trying to sit up in a halfawake state, she naturally let out a sound, perhaps due to lying down all night.

Huh? Where is this?

Blinking at the unfamiliar sight, Su Ah jumped up from her spot.

Could it possibly be morning now?

She was sure she was waiting for the director last night… Oh my! Did I just fall asleep? Ah, Su Ah, really.

Su Ah, who was biting her lower lip in embarrassment, noticed the empty bed in her field of vision.

Huh? Where did Ha Joon go?

Su Ah hurriedly left the room.

He was not in the living room, nor in the kitchen. Could he be here?

The moment she opened the door to the dressing room.

Her eyes met with Ha Joon, who was trying to put his arms into his shirt after taking off his top.

“Kyaaa!”
With a scream, Su Ah quickly turned around.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were changing, I’ll leave right now.”
“The buttons.”
His words stopped Su Ah, who was about to leave the dressing room with a flushed face.

“Huh? The buttons?”
Without looking back, she repeated his words, asking him what he meant.

“My arm is weak, I’m having trouble buttoning up.”
Ha Joon took half a step towards where Su Ah stood.

“Could you… help me?”
“Huh? Yes. Yes, of course, I should help.”
At his request for help, Su Ah turned back around, her gaze dropping to the floor.

“Thank you.”
With his words, Ha Joon closed the distance.

One step. One step.

Finally, Ha Joon’s foot entered Su Ah’s downcast field of vision.

As she reached out with both hands to grab the buttons, without daring to meet his gaze and leaving it hanging in the air.

Thump.

The moment Su Ah’s lost hand touched his bare skin.

Her aimlessly wandering gaze quickly focused on Ha Joon’s chest.

“I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to…”
Oh, this is driving me crazy. With a face that seemed about to explode, she stammered out an excuse.

“It’s alright. Please continue.”
“What? What should I continue?”